. Isles in summer seas : (beautiful Bermuda). oad the dale—i^;oi. My blood was tired atonoo. and short, quick negotiations ensued. Totoll the truth I hated to take the antique relic,booause this tottering old Islander could notha\0 lalo^^^l the value of the article from whichhe p:u-ted. It was all mine, a silver mug, over Beautiful Bermuda 41 whose battered rim, who knows what eyes hadlooked, what Hps had been? I hugged my treas-ure. The Artist, smiling cynically at me, posedthe old man on his doorstep and sketched him he would look upfrom his work and grin dia-bolically at me lik
. Isles in summer seas : (beautiful Bermuda). oad the dale—i^;oi. My blood was tired atonoo. and short, quick negotiations ensued. Totoll the truth I hated to take the antique relic,booause this tottering old Islander could notha\0 lalo^^^l the value of the article from whichhe p:u-ted. It was all mine, a silver mug, over Beautiful Bermuda 41 whose battered rim, who knows what eyes hadlooked, what Hps had been? I hugged my treas-ure. The Artist, smiling cynically at me, posedthe old man on his doorstep and sketched him he would look upfrom his work and grin dia-bolically at me like a on I bought the rustyhead of a landing pike found,so Jennings said, in the cleftof a rock in Gates was the intimacy ofassociation with the landingof the Sea Venture crowd inthis relic. Then we left Mr. Jennings. Carrying both mytreasures, we made for the road back to town,narrowly missing disaster in a totally unexpectedguise. The goat tied to the cedars had tired of afeast on cactus and had chewed its restraining. 42 Isles in Summer Seas tether in. twain. It was a silly brute, mistakingthe Artist and his sketch pad for some ancientenemy, no doubt. Anyhow it plunged toward usover the short grass, head down and breathing
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